Isaiah 47
1 Babylon nu, oila suntla lamtah laipi dongah ngol lah. Khalden nu loh ngolkhoel om kolla diklai ah ngol laeh. Nang te mongkawt neh hlangcong la koep ng'khue uh mahpawh.
Down—and sit in the dust, O virgin Daughter of Babylon, Sit on the ground—throneless, Daughter of the Chaldeans; For thou shalt no more be called Tender and Dainty.
2 Kuelhsum te lo lamtah vaidam kuelh laeh. Na samtum te poelyoe lamtah na hniboeng te khawn laeh. Na laeng hil khawn lamtah tuiva te kat lah.
Take millstones, and grind meal, —Put back thy veil—tuck up thy train Bare the leg, wade through streams:
3 Na yah loh n'yan vetih nang kokhahnah te a phoe ni. Phulohnah kang khuen vetih hlang te ka doo mahpawt nim?
Bared shall be thy shame, Yea seen thy reproach, —An avenging, will I take, And will accept no son of earth.
4 Kaimih aka tlan tah caempuei BOEIPA, a ming tah Israel kah a cim ni.
Our Redeemer, Yahweh of hosts, is his name! The Holy One of Israel.
5 Khalden nu te om duem lamtah a hmuep te paan laeh. Nang te ram kah boeinu a ti te na khoep voel mahpawh.
Sit silent, and get into darkness, Daughter of the Chaldeans! For thou shalt no more be called Mistress of Kingdoms.
6 Ka pilnam taengah ka thintoek. Kamah rho mai nang kut dongah kam paek he rho ni ka poeih. Patong soah haidamnah na khueh pawt tih na hnamkun neh mat na nan.
I had been provoked with my people, Had profaned mine inheritance, And given them into thy hand, …Thou shewedst them no compassion, Upon the elder, madest thou very heavy thy yoke.
7 “Kumhal boeinu la ka om yoeyah ni,” na ti cakhaw na lungbuei ah na khueh pawt tih a hmailong khaw na poek hae moenih.
And thou saidst, Unto times age-abiding, shall I be Mistress, —Insomuch that thou laidst not these things to thy heart, Didst not keep in mind the issue thereof,
8 Te dongah he he hnatun laeh. Khosak aka yahuem loh ngaikhuek la a thinko khuiah, “Kai khaw kamah ah ka bawt mahpawh, nuhmai la koep ka om mahpawh, polpainah khaw ka ming voel mahpawh,” a ti.
Now, therefore hear this, Thou Lady of pleasure Who dwelleth securely, Who saith in her heart, —I, [am], and there is no one besides, I shall not sit a widow, Nor know loss of children.
9 Tedae he rhoi he mikhaptok ah ni nang taengla ha pawk eh. Khohnin pakhat dongah polpai neh hmairho loh a thincaknah neh nang soah ha pawk ni. Sungrhai neh na baetawt cakhaw, na hloih kah thaomnah te yet tangkik mai cakhaw.
Yet shall there come to thee—both these, in a moment, in one day, Loss of children and widowhood, —To their full, have they come on thee, Spite of the mass of thine incantations, Spite of the great throng of thy spells.
10 Na boethae dongah na pangtung tih, “Kai m'hmuh moenih,” na ti. Na cueihnah neh na mingnah loh namah m'balkhong sak vaengah a na lungbuei neh, “Kamah phoeiah tah kai ka bawt pueng aya,” na ti.
And so thou didst trust in thy wickedness, Thou saidst, no one, seeth me, Thy wisdom and knowledge, the same, seduced thee, —Therefore saidst thou in thy heart, I [am], and there is no one besides.
11 Tedae nang soah yoethaenah ha pawk vetih nang n'toem te na ming mahpawh. Lucik loh nang n'cuhu thil vetih a dawth ham khaw coeng mahpawh. Na ming noek pawh khohli rhamrhael loh nang te buengrhuet m'paan ni.
Therefore shall come on thee—Mischief, Thou shalt not know how to charm it away Yea there shall fall on thee, Ruin, Thou shalt not be able to appease it, —And there shall come on thee suddenly. Desolation. Thou shalt not know.
12 Na hloih nen khaw paa laeh. Na camoe lamkah na kohnue thil namah kah sungrhai aka hawn uh nen te na rhoeh khaming. Na hoeikhang ham na sarhing khaming.
Take thy stand, I pray thee, With thy spells. And with the throng of thine incantations wherein thou hast wearied thyself from thy youth, —Peradventure thou mayest be able to profit Peradventure thou mayest strike me with terror.
13 Na cilsuep a len nen khaw na ngak coeng dongah paa laeh. Vaan aka caekboe la aka caekboe, aisi dongkah aka hmu, hlasae dongah nang taengah aka pawk ham aka ming loh nang te ng'khang saeh.
Thou hast worn thyself out with the mass of thy consultations, —Let them take their stand I pray thee that they may save thee—The dividers of the heavens—The gazers at the stars, They who make known by new moons, Somewhat of the things which shall come upon thee.
14 Divawt hmai bangla tarha om uh. Amih te a hoeh vetih a hinglu te hmaisai kut lamloh huul uh thai mahpawh. A taengah ngol ham khaw, hmaipuei phabae te hmai-alh om pawh.
Lo! they have become as straw—a fire, hath burned them up, They shall not deliver their own soul from the grasp of the flame, —There is, no live coal to warm them, nor blaze to sit before.
15 Na camoe lamkah na thimpom puei rhoek na kohnue thil hnap te khaw namah taengah ni a om uh te. Hlang loh amah khongan ah kho a hmang uh coeng tih nang aka khang a om moenih.
Such, have they become to thee, with whom thou hast wearied thyself, —Thy merchants—from thy youth, will every man stagger straight onwards—There is none to save thee.
